"im mad with wanting to have you back"
Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black
Going back to my old ways,my heart is a cold place,
Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days
No wonder why when times get hard
You shot right through my heart.
Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side
It's my duty to fight for my right's because i'm bright,
Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game
They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane
Get you high, keep it on the low
My pee is bright yellow
From the time that you stole my heart
Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard
See life's a temporary set back, and still the future's bright,
People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside
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